Blood on the Leaves
"We'll be there soon, I'd say just 'bout a few more minutes."
The irritating familiarity that had now seemingly engraved itself into her pilot's tone rouse Jorryn from her quick nap as she leant against her palm near the port side window, having drifted off watching the stars pass by as they made their way to Nathema.
The stars she watched were now being hidden away by the large projects of [member="Vanessa Vantai"], some type of super weapon or some sort. All Jorryn knew about the projects was that they would serve the Empire well, though she wondered what type of havoc they would wreak.
The superweapons were not what the acolyte had made her way to this part of the galaxy forever, though it certainly was a decent fringe benefit. No, Jorryn was sent as an envoy of the Inquisitor's to pay a visit to the woman in charge of the projects.
It was certainly no inspection or other dubious matter, simply a wish of the Inquisition to have all their ducks in a row with his knowledge of what the Empire and it's servants were doing at any given time. A commendable effort to obtain knowledge of all the dabblings of the Empire, using the tendrils that made up their service to add to that collective knowledge.
The Echani picked herself up before allowing the man in the cockpit to give himself another chance to hear his own voice, adjusting her cloak before making her way towards the exit ramp of the ship. As she stood by her mind did begin to wonder about the endless possibilities of these new stations.
Perhaps she could ask for a demonstration.
The irritating familiarity that had now seemingly engraved itself into her pilot's tone rouse Jorryn from her quick nap as she leant against her palm near the port side window, having drifted off watching the stars pass by as they made their way to Nathema.
The stars she watched were now being hidden away by the large projects of [member="Vanessa Vantai"], some type of super weapon or some sort. All Jorryn knew about the projects was that they would serve the Empire well, though she wondered what type of havoc they would wreak.
The superweapons were not what the acolyte had made her way to this part of the galaxy forever, though it certainly was a decent fringe benefit. No, Jorryn was sent as an envoy of the Inquisitor's to pay a visit to the woman in charge of the projects.
It was certainly no inspection or other dubious matter, simply a wish of the Inquisition to have all their ducks in a row with his knowledge of what the Empire and it's servants were doing at any given time. A commendable effort to obtain knowledge of all the dabblings of the Empire, using the tendrils that made up their service to add to that collective knowledge.
The Echani picked herself up before allowing the man in the cockpit to give himself another chance to hear his own voice, adjusting her cloak before making her way towards the exit ramp of the ship. As she stood by her mind did begin to wonder about the endless possibilities of these new stations.
Perhaps she could ask for a demonstration.